- Erotic Poetry
- possession
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from among the rock and bone of desolation,
dark garden where thoughts turn to stone,
she comes to me,
through the cracks and crevices of night,
in the broken glass of moonlight,
she spills herself into me,
Now!
Oh how I want her!
the burning in my nerves,
like a needle in my vein
she writhes in me,
don’t stop!
don’t stop,
I am possessed.
At the the altar of my body
she wields desire like a knife,
a sculptress with the sharpest blade,
her mouth her limbs her cunt
her fingers tear and shape my flesh,
tattoo my skin with flowers of blood
Oh how I need her!
the burning in my nerves,
like a needle in my vein
she writhes in me
dont stop!
don’t stop,
I am possessed.
